Wolf in the Streets

Transcript

The night is dark and you find yourself ill-prepared, scampering home. You are too eager to dress yourself up for the boys of the night. You are your sluttiest skimpy outfit, the heaviest of make-up, the highest of heels.

They do you no good right now, do they? The wind is cold and it bites at your nipples. You have nothing to cover yourself except for your hands and your skin.

You didn't find what you wanted tonight. With all your best efforts, you are now crawling home, unfulfilled. Standing at the club, no matter how you strutted, no matter how you posed, nothing caught your eye, nothing was worthy.

And now, now you find yourself alone in the streets, sneaking home through the shadows so no one will see, looking over your shoulder, glancing down every alleyway, and then suddenly, you feel it. A foreboding fear comes over you that makes your skin crawl. It's not the cold, it's not the chill, it's not the wind, no, no, it's something from inside.

And it's not a bad fear that you feel. It's an excitement, an arousal that digs deep, finds you in your naughty places. And the fear, maybe, just maybe, that's what you were looking for tonight.

You become disorientated, glancing, looking into the shadows. Is it there? Is it over there? No.

What you feel is looming deep inside. That primal scream barely escapes your mouth. Your high heels do nothing to quicken your pace.

Six inches, at least. That's it, every step is a clatter, every step is more. Urgent.

And then with that last look over your shoulder, you see him. Long strides, pacing deliberately towards you, behind you, stalking you. Gliding with purpose.

Determination. Oh yes. This is the fear that has been building inside you.

This is why you spent so long getting yourself prepped, perfumed, and prettied. You wanted to be at your most desirable. When the wolf finally caught you.

When the wolf finally found you. And put you in his sights. Hmm.

Odd, is it? How your brisk walk has slowed. Your arms have fallen to the sides.

You've pushed your hair back out of your face, with no concern of the cold or the wind. Now you want to be found. You want to be seen by the wolf.

This is the moment you've been waiting for. To be taken. Mere moments behind you, you can hear his footsteps.

Subtle yet gliding. And the mere anticipation of his touch. He almost come to a full stop.

Breathe in deep and full. Looking up at the clouded sky, it is dark, pitch black, dark. And you come to a stop in the shadows where no one else can see.

You feel it. His presence behind you. You can hear him lick his lips.

Almost see his grin curl on his lips as he places his hand on your shoulder. This is the moment you've been waiting for. This is what you've been looking for, little girl.

This is why you have made yourself in this way. The wolf of the streets has caught your scent. It's hard to miss.

All that lust dripping from you. All that desire. All that perfect sexual vibrations you've been giving off.

You called to me. I could hear it. I put my ear up to the wind and I heard you call.

I heard you beckon me. I have heeded you. I will give you what you want.

I will take you like a beast takes his meal. I will dig my claws into you and suck the life from your neck with my teeth. I will bend you backwards, watch you gasp and plead.

I will watch you bend like wind to the wind. You will take it. Want it.

Need it. Beg for it, won't you? The wolf has found you and I will devour you like nothing else.

You will give me what is mine. My perfect red riding hood in the streets. Cloaked by darkness, you and I.

Until the night under the clouded sky where only the blues and grey grace our skin. And I will rip you. I will claw at you.

And I will suck on you and fuck you until you are nothing but a mess of orgasmic lust. And I will leave you there to limp home with the mist of your head clouding what just happened. To recover, to savor the moments we had here in the streets with your wolf.

And as you lay in bed at night, playing with your skin, making your nipples hard and your pussy wet. Your fingering tantalizing your body. It won't be enough.

And you will be back on the street looking for your wolf to take you again and again and again. Thanks for watching!